PSL; [YEAH WE'RE LOCKED UP IN IDEAS]

[godly]

[A seventeen year-old Light Yagami adjusts the school bag slung over his shoulder as he walks home. School’s been let out, and he has homework to do (he’s already done most of it in his head; he knows what essay he wants to write, it’ll be easy, just like everything else), but regardless, the young man has chosen to take the longer route today.

There’s nothing in particular to look forward to at home — his family, maybe, but even that was an everyday occurrence — and while he doesn’t lead an unhappy life, today feels more restless than normal. He doesn’t want to go home just yet, he just wants to walk. And walk he does, blocks and blocks away from home, until he comes across a small park.

It’s fine, if his parents wonder where he is, he’ll just call and tell them he’ll be home soon. They trust him enough; they always have.]

What a pain. [-he says to no one in particular, glancing around for something to keep his interest. Nearby, he sees an table with two empty chairs… and a go board, which appears to have been abandoned mid-game.

Light looks around only briefly before shrugging and taking a seat at one of the tables. He sets his bag down next to him, idly scooting it closer with his foot.]

Hm. [Someone passes by, and he can’t help himself but ask-] Excuse me, do you play?

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[godly]

Why wouldn't I? [Stubbornness for stubbornness' sake. Light never bothers to really connect with anyone, and the fact that he's only trying now is because of the oddity of the situation.

Still, he catches her interest in the woman that passes by -- despite his confused state, he's just as observant as ever. His gaze follows hers.]

I'm not going anywhere. What are you looking at?

AFTER A MILLION YEARS

[deathline]

Nothing you can see.

[And Shiki, not being one for lengthy explanations, much less to a person who she's trying to shake off, walks away towards the direction of the woman who is walking further into a more isolated area of the park.]

another one million years later

[godly]

[If she thinks that's going to be enough to shake off Light, she's wrong. He follows, even more motivated by her words that it's nothing he can see. That sounds almost... patronizing, and he wants to not only know what she's talking about, but prove her wrong.]

Speak plainly.

not a million years later!!

[deathline]

[Shiki looks over at Light, head tilted slightly.]

... Honestly. Are you asking for trouble?

[She turns her gaze back to the woman. Upon closer inspection, she isn't walking all that steadily, there's no personal belongings on her such as a purse or even a phone. What was she doing by herself?]

I don't want to have anything to do with you.

And if you don't leave now? You're gonna be wishing the same thing later.

[godly]

[He chooses not to answer that first question, but is more than eager to answer the second.]

Then that'll be my own fault, won't it? Something weird's going on here, and I want to know what.

1/2

[deathline]

... Well then.

[She reaches behind, pulling something out of her obi. There's an unmistakable sound of a metallic scrape. A knife. Her eyes don't leave the girl who walks even more unsteadily now, as if sensing danger, but not in full control of her motor capabilities.]

Hope you're ready to be involved in a murder.

[deathline]

[Everything happens in a split second. Shiki thrusts her knife upward and although she was standing nowhere near her, the woman falls face forward.]